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lives: a place to settle in peace and quiet, far from
marauding monsters and clashing armies; a blazing fire
and a generous meal; fine drink and fine conversation.
Though som e halflings live out their days in remote
agricultural communities, others form nomadic bands
that travel constantly, lured by the open road and the
wide horizon to discover the w onders of new lands and
peoples. But even these wanderers love peace, food,
hearth, and home, though home might be a wagon
jostling along an dirt road or a raft floating downriver.

S m a l l a n d P r a c t i c a l
The diminutive halflings survive in a world full of larger
creatures by avoiding notice or, barring that, avoiding
offense. Standing about 3 feet tall, they appear relatively
harm less and so have managed to survive for centuries
in the shadow of empires and on the edges o f wars and
political strife. They are inclined to be stout, weighing
between 40 and 45 pounds.
Halflings’ skin ranges from tan to pale with a ruddy
cast, and their hair is usually brown or sandy brown
and wavy. They have brown or hazel eyes. Halfling men
often sport long sideburns, but beards are rare among
them and mustaches even m ore so. They like to wear
H a l f l in g
simple, comfortable, and practical clothes, favoring
R e g is t h e h a l f l i n g , t h e o n l y o n e o f h is k in d f o r bright colors.
Halfling practicality extends beyond their clothing.
hundreds of miles in any direction, locked his fingers be-
They’re concerned with basic needs and simple
hind his head and leaned back against the mossy blanket
pleasures and have little use for ostentation. Even the
of the tree trunk. Regis was short, even by the standards wealthiest of halflings keep their treasures locked in a
of his diminutive race, with the fluff o f his curly brown cellar rather than on display for all to see. They have
a knack for finding the most straightforward solution
locks barely cresting the three-foot mark, but his belly was
to a problem, and have little patience for dithering.
amply thickened by his love of a good meal, or several, as
the opportunities presented themselves. The crooked stick K i n d a n d C u r i o u s
that served as his fishing pole rose up above him, clenched Halflings are an affable and cheerful people. They
between two of his toes, and hung out over the quiet lake, cherish the bonds of family and friendship as well
as the com forts of hearth and home, harboring few
mirrored perfectly in the glassy surface of Maer Dualdon.
dream s of gold or glory. Even adventurers among
—R.A. Salvatore, The Crystal Shard them usually venture into the world for reasons of